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POSTED ON Jun 17, 2021 9:31:30 GMT
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Her shoulder shrug, a smile growing across her lips, “I don’t agree,” sure, running wasn’t always the answer, she could do better with that, but running was the only way to survive sometimes. They ran in the Cave Of Origin, out-numbered and trapped. She’s been pitted against those significantly stronger, but she was always prepared. On countless occasions, running is what kept her out of jail and alive, “Sometimes, it’s the only way to survive.”
